Authors: Meghan Quinn
Oh fuck.
Chapter Eighteen
Solo
My heart was beating uncontrollably the minute I heard Adam’s voice behind me. Last night was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I wanted nothing more than for Adam to hold me, kiss me, and make love to me, but the minute I heard someone other than the two of us, I froze and pushed him away, and now, I was living with my mistake.
I tried apologizing, but I didn’t blame Adam for shutting me out. I would have done the same thing. This was exactly why I didn’t get involved with the models, because when things didn’t work out, you’re still stuck working with them, and that was why I found myself staring at Adam’s perfectly round ass and his little butt crack that was peeking out of the small briefs he was wearing.
Fuck, he was gorgeous. Life wasn’t fair.
Not only did I have to stare at Adam for the next couple of hours, wet and so fucking hot in that mini scrap of underwear on him, but I had to either get him up by myself or watch Zia do it. I didn’t know which was worse. I didn’t want Adam doing these photo shoots, but they paid more, and after my conversation with him this morning, I realized just how much he needed the money.
“Are we ready?” Zia asked, as she walked on set, wearing her typical black outfit and sporting her sunglasses.
“We are,” I stood. “Up against the falls, right?”
“Yes, where is my camera?” Zia asked, looking around.
“Right here,” I handed it to her and let her check it out while Adam stood to the side, like a deer in headlights. The poor guy looked terrified. My heart reached out to him.
I walked over to him and stood close, so only he could hear me.
“I know you’re mad at me right now, and I can’t tell you how sorry I am about last night. If I could take if back, I would. It’s a moment in my life that I will forever regret, but please don’t push me away right now, Adam. This is going to be a difficult shoot, and if you lean on me, I can help you get out of here quicker.”
He gulped and nodded his head in agreement. I think he would have accepted Hitler’s help right about now.
I squeezed his hand, and in that moment, nothing else around us existed as he squeezed my hand back and lightly smiled at me. I could see that he was terrified.
“Come with me,” I guided him to the waterfall and turned to Zia. “Do you want him wet now or do you want dry pictures first?”
“Just wet,” she waved her hand at me, not even bothering to look as she fiddled with her camera.
I looked up at Adam and said, “Time to get wet.”
I slightly pushed him under the falls and watched as the water poured over him, soaking every last inch of his body. I watched his muscles ripple as he pushed the water out of his face and let his entire body get wet. Talk about erotic, I was about to combust from the heat building in my body.
Thankfully, I wasn’t wearing shoes and I’d rolled up my pants, or else I would have been soaked from just standing and staring at Adam as he drenched himself.
“That’s good,” Zia called out. “Stand in front of the water and place your hand against the rocks with your body turned at an angle.”
Adam looked at me for help, so I adjusted him the way Zia wanted, fixed his hair a little, and stepped aside.
“Perfect, Solo, thank you. Hold it there.” Zia’s camera started clicking as the lights started going off. “Relax your face. God, isn’t he just perfect for this shoot? I knew he would be,” Zia said, as she started taking more pictures.
“Perfect,” I answered, looking Adam up and down.
His eyes shot to me for a second as he understood what I was really trying to say.
“Move your hands up your body,” Zia called out.
Like a natural, Adam started with his hands at his waist and started running them up his body as water ran down him that was shooting off the waterfall. Rivulets traveled through every curve and cave of his body, reminding me of the way his skin felt against mine. It was intoxicating, just staring at him.
“Perfect. Solo, get him a little excited while I switch cameras.”
Zia, turned around to adjust her camera while I stepped closer to Adam, who searched my eyes for what was supposed to happen next.
I took a deep breath and said, “This is where things get awkward. You can either, um, excite yourself or I can do it for you.”
“Are you seriously going to try to give me a boner?”
The look on his face was so damn cute that I couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Yeah, but you can do it yourself if you prefer.”
“Have you done this before?”
“Unfortunately, yes, but not often, and not in a while.”
“So, why now?”
I turned to look over at Zia, who was entranced with her camera, sparing me a couple more minutes.
“I thought you would be more comfortable with me helping; if that’s not the case…”
“Don’t you dare fucking leave me right now,” Adam said seriously. His body was rigid and I could visibly see how uncomfortable he was.
“I won’t,” I said, touching his chest. “I promise, but if we don’t make things happen soon, Zia is going to get pissed.”
He nodded and put his head against the rock, where the water splashed off of him.
“Just do what you have to do.”
Taking his cue, I took a deep breath and moved my hand that was resting on his chest down an inch, so he could tell what my intention was. When his chest started to take deeper breaths, I knew he was aware of my intentions.
With all the bravado I could muster, I ran my fingernails down the front of his rippled stomach and stopped at the waistband of his underwear. I didn’t want to embarrass him and stare, but I couldn’t help it, I wanted to see him grow under my touch.
With his hands fisted at his sides, he let me do all the work. With a light whisk of my finger, I gently scraped under the waistband of his underwear. His chest heaved under my touch, and I could see the beginning of his growth with just one touch. I couldn’t believe the effect I had on him already.
“Fuck, Solo. You’re going to be the death of me. You know that?”
I looked up at him and was surprised to see him looking down at me and what I was doing. His eyes were full of lust, which only spurred me on more.
While looking him in the eyes, I ran my hand down to where I would feel his length and ran my fingers along the outline of his hardening cock. His breath hitched, and my hand ran back down him. His bottom lip was sucked in between his teeth as I scraped my fingers back up him.
Pulling my gaze off of him, I looked down and was shocked to see how much I was affecting him. His finger found my chin and lifted my gaze to his eyes.
He leaned down and said, “No matter what happens between us, you will always have this effect on me. Always, Solo.”
His eyes bored holes directly into my soul, and at that moment, I didn’t care who knew about my attraction for the man in front of me. I couldn’t go another day without him.
“We ready?” Zia asked, breaking the spell I was in with Adam.
“Yes,” I said, looking directly into Adam’s eyes.
I stepped away and stood to the side as Adam stood there with an erection poking off to the side of his briefs.
Zia looked down and her eyes lit up with satisfaction. If she wasn’t my boss, I would have clawed her eyes out for looking at Adam like that. I didn’t like it one bit, especially from Zia, because when she set her mind on something, she got it.
“Stand under the waterfall and act like you’re pushing the water out of your face.”
Adam did as he was told. The water ran down his body, soaking him and defining every last inch—literally—of him. He might as well not have been wearing underwear because I could clearly see everything he had to offer, every hot inch of him. It was orgasmic.
“So perfect,” Zia called out.
Adam’s biceps flexed as his hands held still in his hair. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he tried not to drown himself in the water. The underwear rode dangerously low on his waistline, which turned me on to a level that was making me incredibly uncomfortable.
I just stood to the side and watched Zia control Adam, tell him where to stand and what to do, while occasionally I had to step in and excite the mood all over again. It was a torturous circle of getting turned on and then having to step away. But I couldn’t complain too much because to be honest, it wasn’t a bad day at the office.
By the time Zia was done, I heaved a sigh of relief, I needed to get home. The throbbing that had built up between my legs needed relief and it needed it fast.
I left clean up for the morning and shoved a towel and robe at Adam before grabbing my things and taking off toward the door. I needed to get the hell out of the sex box I was just trapped in.
“Hold up,” Adam called out. I stopped and turned, trying to calm my nerves. “Can I catch a ride?” he asked shyly. “Scout kind of left me here.”
“Sure,” I said, swearing at Scout in my head. The last thing I wanted was Adam sitting next to me while images of the practically naked man ran through my mind. If it was up to me, I would be jumping his bones right now, but I knew that wasn’t what he wanted.
To say the car ride back home was awkward was an understatement. Neither of us spoke, we just drove in silence, as what just transpired played on replay through my head.
My fingers gliding down his abs, the wetness of his briefs, the length of his cock, the way it felt under my fingers, the way his breath hitched each time I touched him like it was the first. It was all too much.
Once I parked the car, I turned it off and bolted from my seat. I needed to get as far away from him as possible or else I was going to do something incredibly stupid and embarrass myself.
“Solo,” he called out.
I stopped and dropped my head in defeat. There was no use, he was going to be around for quite some time.
I dropped my hand from the handle of my front door, I’d been able to get that far, but not quite make it in, and I turned to face Adam. He sauntered up to me with that adorable swagger of his that was not even close to being cocky, but just confident.
He stood in front of me and stared down into my eyes. His hand went to my cheek and his thumb rubbed against my skin.
“Thank you for being there for me today. I couldn’t have done it without you. You could have checked out and left me to myself, but you didn’t; I appreciate it.”
“Of course,” I said, trying to rein in my raging heart. “I meant what I said; I couldn’t be sorrier about last night…”
I barely got the last word out of my sentence before Adam pushed me up against the door and pressed his body against me as his lips sought mine. Without hesitation, my arms wrapped around his neck and I met each and every single kiss of his. He was demanding, his tongue was relentless, and I let him take what he wanted, what I wanted. I needed him so fucking bad.
“Fuck, Solo,” he said, as he released my lips and pressed his forehead against mine. “I need you.”
“I need you, too,” I admitted.
“But I want all of you,” he said, as he searched my eyes. “I can’t hide this, this yearning I have for you, this all-consuming addiction. It’s impossible.”
“I don’t want you to hide it. I can’t tell you how sorry I am about last night.”
“Let’s forget about it and start over, because right now, all I can think about are your fingers grazing my cock, running the length of me, turning me on to a point that was painful. I couldn’t be more turned on.”
“Fucking tell me about it,” I said, as I pulled him down for another heart-stopping kiss.
His body trapped mine against the door and we got lost in each other. His hands roamed up my shirt and he was about to touch my breast when the door behind us fell open and we stumbled backward. Adam caught me right before I fell into the coffee table.
“Jesus,” Nolly said, as she looked us up and down with a pan in her hand. “I thought that damn woodpecker was back with the knocking against the wall. I was about to beat him up but it’s just you two horn dogs. Thank fuck you’re finally getting it on; I thought I was going to sexually combust just from being in the same vicinity as you two.”
Adam pulled away quickly, obviously not used to being caught with his tongue down my throat, but I grabbed his hand and brought him in close. I then grabbed Nolly and pushed her out the door.